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Monty struggles upright, staring at the temporary office of the Dead Boy Detective Agency. Niko is hovering over him, wringing her hands.“I’m a little busy, Niko,” Charles snaps. “I don’t have time to deal with a traitor too.”“But— what should we do?” Niko’s voice is plaintive. “I can’t watch him and the Night Nurse while you’re gone.”“Knock him out then,” Charles says, shoving a lit molotov cocktail into his bag.“Charles!” Niko gasps.Monty finds his voice. “Why am I here? Where’s—” he has to pause, his throat unnaturally dry. “Where’s Esther?”“Gone, and good bloody riddance, too.” Charles slings his bag onto his back.(Or, Monty, in the aftermath of the changed Tall Forest).